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Friday, February 23, 2018

A Bit of Lost History from Kodak

(Be sure to read the poem at the end.)
Judging                                                          by the saddle                                                          style, this                                                          unidentified                                                          cowboy was                                                          working in the                                                          late 1870s or                                                          1880s. In his                                                          holster, he                                                          carries a Colt                                                          model 1873                                                          single action                                                          revolver with                                                          hard rubber                                                          grips, and he                                                          has looped his                                                          left arm                                                          around a                                                          Winchester                                                          model 1873                                                          carbine in a                                                          saddle                                                          scabbard. On                                                          the back is                                                          the light                                                          pencil                                                          inscription                                                          Indian                                                          fighter. :
Judging by the saddle style, this unidentified cowboy was working in the late 1870s or 1880s. 
In his holster, he carries a Colt model 1873 single action revolver with hard rubber grips, 
and he has looped his left arm around a Winchester model 1873 carbine in a saddle scabbard. 
On the back of this photo is the light pencil inscription "Indian fighter."
Snow Tunnel ~ On the Ouray and Silverton Toll Rd ~ Colorado ~ 1888
1899                                                          Concord,                                                          Michigan
1899 Concord, Michigan "Buggy & Wagon Shop"
Thankful                                                          someone took                                                          the time to                                                          photograph                                                          this type of                                                          beauty - April                                                          1937.
Thankful someone took the time to photograph this type of beauty - April 1937. Buttermilk Junction, Martin County, IN.
1887-West                                                          Center Street,                                                          Anaheim,                                                          California:
1887 - West Center Street, Anaheim, California. Now we have Disneyland here!  
Moser's,                                                          Guns, Banjo's,                                                          and Mules at                                                          the                                                          Liverystable                                                          in East                                                          Tennessee                                                          around 1890:
Guns, Banjos, and Mules at the Livery stable in East Tennessee around 1890.

 
In 1906,                                                          a massive                                                          magnitude 7.9                                                          earthquake                                                          ruptured the                                                          entire San                                                          Andreas Fault                                                          in Northern                                                          California.                                                          Photo courtesy                                                          of U.S.                                                          Geological                                                          Survey:
In 1906, a massive magnitude 7.9 earthquake ruptured the entire San Andreas Fault in Northern California. That is a huge running crack in the ground. Now they are building houses right on the line as fast as the material can be delivered. Hmmm...
the boys                                                          are back in                                                          town (cowboys,                                                          1887):
This is what real cowboys looked like in 1887. Not as fancy as on TV, eh!
Wagon                                                          Train ~                                                          Eastern                                                          Colorado ~                                                          1880:
Some of the toughest, bravest people we know of. They gave it their all to go west and start a new life. This wagon train is in eastern Colorado in 1880.
This                                                          moose team                                                          belonged to                                                          W.R.                                                          (Billy/Buffalo                                                          Bill) Day.                                                          They were                                                          found by a                                                          Metis near                                                          Baptiste Lake                                                          in 1910 and                                                          were reared by                                                          bottle and                                                          broken to                                                          drive by Mr.                                                          Day at                                                          Athabasca                                                          Landing during                                                          the winter of                                                          1910. Mr. Day                                                          and the moose                                                          team hauled                                                          mail and                                                          supplies to                                                          Wabasca,                                                          Edmonton,                                                          Pelican                                                          Mountains,                                                          Calling Lake,                                                          Athabasca,                                                          Colinton,                                                          Rochester,                                                          Tawatinaw,                                                          Clyde, Legal,                                                          Carbondale and                                                          St. Albert.                                                          Buffalo Bill                                                          and his wife                                                          also ran a                                                          store at                                                          Calling Lake.                                                          Photograph                                                          J.H. Gano;                                                          Mrs. L. L:
This 'moose team' belonged to W.R. (Billy-Buffalo Bill) Day. They were found as new-borns by a metis near Baptiste Lake in 1910 and were reared by bottle and broken to drive by Mr. Day at Athabasca Landing during the winter of 1910. Mr. Day and the moose team hauled mail and supplies.
   
In the                                                          American Civil                                                          War, soldiers                                                          were required                                                          to have at                                                          least four                                                          opposing front                                                          teeth, so that                                                          they could                                                          open a                                                          gunpowder                                                          pouch. Some                                                          draftees had                                                          their front                                                          teeth removed                                                          to avoid                                                          service.:
In the American Civil War, soldiers were required to have at least four opposing front teeth, so that they could open a gunpowder pouch. Some draftees had their front teeth removed to avoid service. In our day they just jumped the border into Canada.
Tired                                                          Prospector:                                                          Klondike Gold                                                          Rush:
Here we have a tired old prospector during the Klondike Gold Rush.
Lulu Parr                                                          - Her skill                                                          with the gun                                                          caught the                                                          attention of                                                          Pawnee Bill,                                                          who signed her                                                          to his show in                                                          1903. She left                                                          that show but                                                          came back in                                                          1911. By that                                                          time, Pawnee                                                          Bill had                                                          joined Buffalo                                                          Bill s show.                                                          Buffalo Bill                                                          was so in awe                                                          of Lulu s                                                          willingness to                                                          ride unbroken                                                          ponies that he                                                          presented her                                                          with an                                                          ivory-handled                                                          Colt                                                          single-action                                                          revolver,                                                          engraved with                                                          Buffalo Bill                                                          Cody to Lulu                                                          Parr 1911.                                                          http://www.pinterest.com/eldridgep01/old-west/:
Lulu Parr - Her skill with the gun caught the attention of Pawnee Bill, who signed her to his show in 1903. She left that show but came back in 1911. By that time, Pawnee Bill had joined Buffalo Bill's show. Buffalo Bill was so in awe of Lulu's willingness to ride unbroken ponies that he presented her with an ivory-handled Colt single-action revolver, engraved with "Buffalo Bill Cody to Lulu Parr~1911"
KIND OF PARR FOR THE COARSE??
From the                                                          drivers seat                                                          of a 40 mule                                                          team. These                                                          rigs were used                                                          to haul Borax                                                          out of Boron                                                          Ca. & then                                                          loaded onto                                                          railroads                                                          formanufacturing.:
View from the driver's seat of a 40 mule team. These rigs were used to haul Borax out of Boron, CA and then loaded onto railroads for manufacturing. All this so you could do the laundry! Holy smokes, that's a lot of horses!
hoops had                                                          to be removed                                                          before taking                                                          your seat in a                                                          carriage and                                                          then they were                                                          hooked onto                                                          the back of                                                          the carriage:
Hoops had to be removed before taking your seat in a carriage and then they were hooked onto the back of the carriage.
Omaha                                                          Board of Trade                                                          in Mountains                                                          near Deadwood,                                                          April 26,                                                          1889. It was                                                          created in                                                          1889 by                                                          Grabill, John                                                          C. H.,                                                          photographer.                                                          The picture                                                          presents                                                          Procession of                                                          stagecoaches                                                          loaded with                                                          passengers                                                          coming down a                                                          mountain                                                          road.:
Omaha Board of Trade in Mountains near Deadwood, SD April 26, 1889. It was created in 1889 by Grabill, John C. H., photographer. The picture presents procession of stagecoaches loaded with passengers coming down a mountain road.     This is a                                                          stunning                                                          photograph                                                          from 1862. The                                                          image shows a                                                          Civil War                                                          Ambulance crew                                                          removing the                                                          wounded from a                                                          battlefiled.                                                          It shows a                                                          horse-drawn                                                          ambulance, and                                                          the Zouave                                                          uniforms of                                                          this unit.:
This is a stunning photograph from 1862. The image shows a horse-drawn Civil War ambulance crew removing the wounded from a battlefield.
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A poem to which most older folks can relate.  

I remember the corned beef of my Childhood,
And the bread that we cut with a knife,
When the Children helped with the housework,
And the men went out to work, not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge,
And the bread was so crusty and hot,
The Children were seldom unhappy,
And the Wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle,
With the yummy cream on the top,
Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from a freezer; or shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn't need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends in the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where biscuits for pennies were sold
Do you think I'm a bit too nostalgic?
Or is it....I'm just getting Old?

Bathing was done in a wash tub,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As Mum pressed everyone's 'duds'.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore,

Anorexia and diets weren't heard of
And we hadn't much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

Author, Unknown ...

If you can remember those days...
Continue to enjoy your Retirement.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

"True grit." Not the ideal definition or images of American prosperity, but today I will definitely take it. By the way, Kurt Russell's True Grit is miles above John Wayne's!

Sure any snow flake can camp out with their Whole Foods granola, but few can filet a fish, shuck oysters, hunt or even make camp without visiting Dick's or the Wayside and buying a mere weekend of "survival."

I've just turned 41 and I am happy that I am blessed to be surrounded by friends who help keep, reluctantly termed by some, antiquated life styles, alive.

I have a friend who can shoe and train horses, and more than a few friends who can hunt or fish for anything. One who can weld or fix any basic engine and is the Macgyver of the crew. He just built a large "tree home" (multi roomed), but having no damage to the tree it is suspended from.

Another old friend who can play any instrument and may be your kid's band director. Among many others, one who can identify absolutely any American animal, fish, bird, or species using tracks, scat, calls, or any visual identifier, which makes me feel an awful lot like Salieri, with his knowledge retention. Google it.

My contribution is that I have perfect recall of everything that I have learned from each of them. I surround myself with history, while also embracing what is now and lies ahead. I have accepted that I am an amalgamation of their knowledge, while confidently offering my own significant knowledge in our shared experiences.

Those men in the photos and the friends I've been graced with, are / were always there as soon as the "call" went out. "Pals," were just as well regarded as family in those days. Today, not even family comes as close as what these pals were regarded as in those times.

My point is kinda broad, but we today, should be so lucky to have friendships with people that had inspired those seemingly optimistic horizons that propelled these "kids" to venture into the unknown, and not to be a BITCH about trying to limit our constitutional freedoms!

These were put forth for the benefit and protection from tyrants, and others that would inhibit our God given freedoms of life and liberty. Just like for these young men so long ago, that is what makes us the land of the free, home of the brave.

The powers that be were warned of the abuse of these liberties, and miserably failed us, so now a bunch of idiots want to take these rights away?! That might happen some day, but this awful example just proves, you can't rely on your government to protect or save you! You can only prepare for the worst, which is what these "dudes" did years ago.

Bad things will ALWAYS happen. Taking away our rights will not stop it, but make the body count worse. Education and preparation will definitely help. To argue that point is illogical, as one of my heros would state. Even though he never said it, doesn't it sound like sage advice from Commander/ Science Officer Spock, who was created by the most forward thinking retired policeman of his day, Gene Roddenberry?

I'm three Jack's deep, and it's kicking in, so that's all I got. God bless and smoke something this weekend. I recommend pork, but whatever makes the weekend better than the work week.

Anonymous said...


The one from Anaheim seems more like Frontierland.

Anonymous said...

Life expectancy at birth was variable without trend between 1850 and 1880—ranging between 38.3 and 44.0 years for both sexes combined.

Anonymous said...

February 23, 2018 at 6:52 PM

Maybe in another 10+ years, you will have some common sense to go along with that false bravado.